"Ladies and gentlemen, my father suddenly happened to such a thing, I don't think anyone here wants to, although he has fallen temporarily, but I believe he will be able to stand up soon!" Murong Yan'er slowly opened her mouth again, but her eyes looked at Chen Ling intentionally or unintentionally, it was a look full of expectation and sustenance!

When these words came out, all the hall masters nodded one after another, but the only one who did not dare to agree was Chen Ling, a shot in the leg hit the femur, although the bullet had been taken out, but the bone had been injured, **** A shot, although it did not hurt the heart, pierced the entire lung, especially the brain, which was almost fatal.

If you can get better in half a year, it is a miracle, if you can get better in three or five years, it is considered fast, and it is not surprising that you will be paralyzed like that for the rest of your life, but why does Murong Yan'er say this? Is this a plan to delay the army?

"I believe that everyone here already knows that although my father is injured, his life is no longer in danger, and he has woken up today, and he has ordered that during the period when he is recuperating from his injuries, my master and I will temporarily take full charge of the Yihe Gang, and the four uncles will fully assist in handling the help!" Murong Yan'er's almost cold voice resounded throughout the living room.

As soon as these words came out, Chen Ling couldn't help but praise her again, Murong Yan'er is good, sure enough, she replaced "direct inheritance" with "temporary agency", which gave the hall masters' hearts a process of adaptation, and also bought her enough time for herself!

To Chen Ling's surprise, she even pulled on a cushion!

You must know that if Miss Murong is the sole agent, the group of hall masters who are independent and stinky and disobedient may not be willing to be obedient to the head of the mansion, but if there is a heavyweight who is older than them, plays a pivotal role in the gang, and speaks loudly, the situation will be completely different.

In fact, even if there is no stubble of Miss Murong, just the master will temporarily take care of the affairs of the gang, and no one will complain, because in terms of qualifications, experience, and ability, there is no one in the gang who can compare with the master!

Now, the master and Miss Murong work together to manage it, which is even more reassuring, because with the supervision of the leading heir, they don't have to worry too much about the master will plot to usurp the power. And there is a high-powered and experienced master supervising it, and everyone is not afraid that the eldest lady is too young to make rash mistakes.

Such a restraining relationship of mutual containment and mutual supervision exists at the top leadership of the Yihe Gang, which no one will have an opinion on, because in the eyes of everyone, this is just an expedient measure because Murong Matsu wants to recuperate from his injuries, and there is really no better way besides this method!

Later, when Chen Ling understood the status and weight of his master in the Yihe Gang, he was not only amazed but convinced by Murong Yan'er's actions today.

Because Murong Yan'er is doing this now, she has shifted her focus to avoid the important and light, so that everyone has shifted their eyes and attention to the master, and she, who seems to only play a supervisory role or even dispensable, can secretly start to arrange the plan for the ridge power.

However, although this matter was understandable, when Murong Yan'er said it, the pot still exploded below.

"Miss, is this really the meaning of the dragon's head?"

Brother Nerve, the hall master of the twenty-first animal hall, asked a very direct question, yes, but at this sensitive time, his heartfelt question in the eyes of the hall master is the same as his name, which belongs to the nerve level, even if you really doubt it, you can't say it so bluntly!

Brother Nerve, it's really a veritable nerve!

When Murong Yan'er heard this, she smiled coldly, didn't even bother to explain, and scolded bluntly: "Nerves, please filter it in your brain before you speak, okay?!"

"That's right, don't be nervous at this time! Close your mouth!" Brother Pheasant, the hall master of the sixteenth Faithful Hall, said with a playful teasing of Brother Nerve.

"Don't make me uncomfortable!"

"I really don't want to talk about you, or even disdain to say it, but this is a gang, and you ask this kind of question with no brains, no nutrition and no culture, I don't think you can do it!"

Brother Pheasant struck back without giving in, but this one's eloquence was obvious, and he didn't say a single dirty word, but he insulted Brother Nerve's point of being half immortal!

"Bastard, do you say it again?" Brother Nerve, angry, took the case.

"What if you bite me again?" Brother Pheasant was not stunned at all, and stood up on the ground.

The two glared angrily, frozen, as if they were about to fight at any moment.

These two hall masters have always been incompatible, this is an open secret of the Yihe Gang, so everyone is already surprised, but at this time, they still have to quarrel, but it makes people a little impatient, and before Murong Yan'er could stop it, the four uncles snorted coldly: "Nerves, pheasant, do you two treat us as transparent?"

Uncle Ha was also a little angry, "When has it been, and it's still noisy, is it interesting?"

Before the other two uncles could speak again, Brother Nerve and Brother Pheasant closed their mouths and sat down, but their faces were as stinky as stool.

The room was silent, and the hall, which was barely harmonious, was filled with the smell of gunpowder that had not yet dissipated.

At this time, Long Tai, the first Heavenly Silkworm Hall of the Yihe Gang, who was also the hall master with the most powerful horses and the most horses in the hall, spoke, and coughed lightly: "Miss, tonight's meeting is so important, why don't you see the master?"

Murong Yan'er frowned slightly, this Heavenly Silkworm Hall's hall master, Long Tai, was a pivotal figure in the gang, even if his father was in power, he would not give up three points, if this guy stood up against her first, then she might lose one-third of the votes in support of those present.

As far as she knew, Long Tai and the other hall masters had a very good relationship with each other, and the fourth general among the four uncles was also extremely optimistic about him, if he was not surnamed Long, but surnamed Murong, he would be the most popular candidate for the second dragon head.

"Master Long, the master is in the hospital!" Murong Yan'er knew that this person could not be offended, especially at this important moment, so she replied very cautiously.

Murong Yan'er thought that he would still question why the master was not present when such an important decision was announced, and he was already quickly thinking about how to respond, but who knew that Long Tai just nodded after listening to her answer and stopped talking.